User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Tavern of the Rusted Claw/@comment-5343292-20120813153758/@comment-25220117-20121109154106

''Orgey, as if by some strange instinct, awoke from his dreamless slumber and standing upon the heaving deck, heaved a rope to the ship. A shipbeast, his face masked by dusk shadows, caught it neatly, pulling the boat towards its destination. Soon, the longboat's musty sides slammed against the vessel's sides and a rope ladder was swiftly thrown to them. Orgey climbed up first, disappearing from view over the inner rail. The other three rats hastened for the ladder after him. Soon, only the smaller searat remains. He nods to the ship ladder, the copper ring piercing his nose twinkling dully in the day's fading sunlight'' "Git into th' ship, ferret. Sored would want to see ye"